My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Xanthea stepped into the front door and saw her sneakers. She headed straight to 3001 after her work and had completely forgotten to change into slippers. Just as she was about to turn around, Orion pulled out a pair of fluffy pink Hello Kitty slippers from the shoe cabinet.

“Xan, try these on and see if they fit.”

Were these specifically bought for her? How did he know she liked Hello Kitty?

As an adult, wearing something with Hello Kitty might seem childish, so she only bought such designs for her more private clothing, like her underwear, which no one except family would know about. How could he have known..

Xanthea froze, suddenly remembering the Hello Kitty underwear that had mysteriously ended up on his balcony a few days ago. Orion looked up, interrupting her thoughts. “Don’t you like them?”

She shook her head quickly, then nodded. “I, I like them.” What was she thinking? That was a creepy! Orion was not that kind of person. “Good to hear.”

He then knelt on one knee, reaching for her shoelaces.

Huh?!

Xanthea shivered in surprise, pulling her foot back.

“What’s the matter?” Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Orion looked up at her, puzzled. Xanthea’s eyes widened, her eyes glittering with confusion. He–how come he was asking her what was the matter?

It was one thing to keep a pair of slippers for her in his shoe cabinet, but to personally help her change into them? Was he always this hospitable, or was there something else?

“No, I’ll do it myself!”

She dropped the script she was holding, bending over so abruptly she almost bumped into him. Stepping back several steps, flustered, she hastily untied her laces. Seeing that he didn’t get up but instead kept his gaze fixed on her feet, as if peeping at something, her toes couldn’t help but wiggle awkwardly.

“Emm… Orion, I brought over the script we need to rehearse today, you can take a look first.”

Orion took the script, flipped through it briefly, then closed it. “No need, I’ve already read this part.”

“The original?”

“Yeah.”

She couldn’t help but ask one more question, even though it felt redundant. “The edited copy?”

“No, the online version, the one includes excerpts the author posted on their blog.”

Xanthea was puzzled. The online version on the blog? The one including the intimate plots between Maximus and Phoenix!

“That won’t work, the script is different from the online version. We should stick to the script.”

“But I’ve already memorized the lines, I don’t want to read it again.”

Xanthea was baffled. Why not read it again? He had memorized the lines perfectly yesterday, it didn’t seem that hard!

“You should still…”

She tried to persuade him, but he cut her off. “Plus, Xan, you’re looking for the essence of Maximus, not a parrot of lines, right?”

“Right.”

“In that case, using the original would be better for getting into character.”

“Well, that makes sense.”

Xanthea nodded, unwittingly falling into his reasoning.

“But the original has some…”

Orion noticed the hesitation and conflict in her eyes. “Don’t worry, I’ll keep it appropriate.”

Phew.

That was a relief!

“There won’t what Xan is expecting.”

He chuckled softly. Xanthea blinked, then jumped up, protesting. “Who, who’s expecting anything? D